"General, the Euphrates Armored Brigade has controlled the main roads east of Horamshahr and is currently developing an offensive south!"

"Tigris Armored Brigade reported that they successfully seized two supply bases of the Iranian army, and had solved the oil and ammunition problems, and now the offensive has resumed!"

"Report...General, just received the battle report. The vanguard of the Euphrates Armored Brigade and the Tigris Armored Brigade have joined forces thirty kilometers south of Horamshahr. We have completed the encirclement of Horamshahr......"

The Republic Guard Armored Cluster Advance Command Post, located twenty kilometers west of the city of Horamshahr, flew to Major General Petrov's desk like snowflakes, while also elevating the excitement and joy of many Iraqi staff and officers in the command post to new heights again and again.

Less than 48 hours after the war started, this elite Iraqi armored cluster not only encircled the 120,000 Iranian heavy army group in the lower reaches of the Arab River, but also used the emptiness and bold interweaving of Iran's rear to completely encircle the strategic city of Horamshahr. It was about to take these two ripe fruits into its pocket. The Iraqi officers and soldiers were so excited that they were so excited.

You know, since the country of Iraq has not won such a great victory. Now, in just two days, such a brilliant record has been achieved, which has made many officers and soldiers of the Iraqi Republic's Guard unable to believe that this was created by them. When they woke up, the laughter, the pride, and the long-lost attitude of the winner suddenly burst out from the deepest cage in their hearts.

It makes the entire forward command post separate from the general tense and serious combat command organization, and instead looks like a happy show where an open-air party is being held, because everyone feels that in another ten hours, perhaps in the next moment, Iran will collapse completely and surrender completely. Since victory is in sight, the joy of the whole life is naturally reasonable...

The same is true for Major General Petrov. After all, as the actual planner and commander of this "Left Hook" operation, anyone would be happy to have achieved such great results in such a short period of time. Major General Petrov is naturally no exception, but he is not as excited as an ordinary Iraqi officer to the point of being unable to hold on.

After all, he had already expected such a result long before the war started. Now he was just turning the result he had known for a long time into reality, so he naturally was not so excited. What's more, the theory of deep combat implemented by the troops he commanded was simply not worth mentioning compared to the Soviet generals who were famous in World War II. Moreover, the combat effectiveness of Iran as an opponent was too weak, which made Major General Petrov feel that he was not happy at this moment...

"If one day, one can command hundreds of thousands of troops to sweep Western Europe, that's the real enjoyment!"

Major General Petrov stared at the battle situation map between Iran and Iran in front of him, as if he was looking at the vast map of the European war zone. He was so dazzled that he couldn't help but murmur, but just as his words were over, a voice he least wanted to hear exploded in his ears:

"General Petrov, please do not dream in daylight at this time!"

Hearing this, Petrov's sharp eyes, which were as sharp as a falcon, flashed a cold light, but in a blink of an eye it disappeared, and it only turned into a cold smile:

"It turned out to be Colonel Hollande, haha, the great psychologist Freud once said that beneficial fantasies can help the success of reality. So, Mr. Colonel, I think you just lack fantasies in this regard, otherwise you would not have been able to return in the battle of Horamshahr a few days ago!"

"I am nothing wrong with my failure!"

Colonel Hollande did not want to engage Petrov on this issue. He just heard that Petrov had ambition to attack Western Europe and was dissatisfied. But at this time, he was unwilling to fight Petrov, who was at the peak of his life.

After all, Petrov's achievements were really brilliant. Not only did he reverse the passive situation in Iraq in one fell swoop, but he also directly broke Iran's backbone. Such a fierce offensive and devastating advance made Hollande, an armored warfare expert, secretly sigh that fortunately it was not on the European plain, otherwise it would be difficult to stop such a tsunami-like attack.

It is also because of this that Colonel Hollande, who is in the armored cluster of the Republican Guard, carefully pondered the Soviet Union's theory of deep-depth combat from an observer's perspective, and analyzed the shortcomings and deficiencies in practice, so as to apply them to the defenses of France and even Western Europe in the future.

In any case, Hollande and Petrov are in the same camp because of some interests, but in essence they are tit-for-tat competitors. Hollande is clear about this, and Petrov is even more clear about it. Therefore, during this "left hook punch" combat operation.

Hollande was basically limited by Petrov to the scope of performing the "model" of the battlefield. He basically did nothing except marching and taking some battlefield photos for the m60t main battle tank. If this was the case, Hollande would have to breathe a sigh of relief and would have to endure the operation until the end of the operation. However, unexpectedly, Petrov did not intend to let him live in peace.

Just an hour ago, he suddenly received an order from Petrov, asking him to lead six m60t main battle tanks to immediately go to the No. 21 area for defense. From the map, this No. 21 area is an oasis of the original war zone. It is a rare safe haven at the moment when the smoke is filled, which is very consistent with the current mission characteristics of the "model" of Hollande.

However, this view is OK to fool some rookies, but for Hollande, who has rich military knowledge, it is impossible to hide it. Although the No. 21 area is a rare and good place, forty kilometers northeastward, it is the gathering place of Iran's strategic reserve team, and twenty kilometers southwestward is the city of Horamshahr.

The friendly and neighboring troops on both sides are more than ten kilometers away from it. In such an isolated and helpless situation, where is the leisurely time of enjoying the "safe haven"? It is simply a place to die. Because of this, Hollande broke into the forward command post at this time and came to Petrov's theory:

"But I don't want to be used as cannon fodder because of a failure. I know you want to cover three and one, and you are also preparing to cover some points to attack the aid. But the problem is, I'm not here to fight this time..."

"Did you really treat yourself as a model?" Before Hollande finished speaking, Petrov interrupted his words, and then scolded him without any mercy:

"If this is the case, then take off your clothes and roll back to Baghdad naked. If you can't, just bring me honestly with people to fill the gap in area No. 21. Don't tell me you're afraid, what is the new tank developed by China so powerful, and how good the "jaguar" tank modified from the Type 59 is?

It’s all perfunctory, excuses and cowards to argue, what is the ‘jaguar’? In Kabu Avaz Town, I was almost wiped out by my superior forces, and what about the new tanks? According to the prisoners’ accounts, they are still lying in the repair shop. Don’t tell me, these things that are not even as good as sick cats will scare you to death!”

After hearing Petrov's words, Hollande's eyes were round and he was about to retort immediately, but Petrov was not willing to give him this opportunity. Before he could speak, he said with a faint threat and smiled:

"Of course, the Iranians do have good equipment worthy of praise. For example, the 52x caliber 155mm cannon developed by China is a good thing. Unfortunately, most of them have been destroyed or captured. The only few can indeed have certain combat capabilities. But what is that kind of grenade fragment for tank armor? So, Mr. Colonel, I advise you to stay in your tank well and not come out casually, otherwise your flesh and blood can block a few bullets?"

"you......."

Hollande's eyes were so angry that the three corpse gods were furious that they could not bear the arrogant and domineering Petrov in front of him. However, although he wanted to do this, he still endured it because he could understand the threat in Petrov's words. With his current strength, he could not compete with them. In desperation, he could only take a look at Major General Petrov:

"I really hope God will throw you into hell in the next second!"

After saying that, without waiting for Petrov to answer, he picked up his military cap and pushed away an Iraqi officer angrily, then left. Petrov looked at Hollande's back as he was leaving, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he returned to his seat again, staring at the map and continuing to fantasize about the vast Western European assault battle...

About an hour later, an armored battle group with six m60t main battle tanks as the core on the edge of the area No. 21 ran into the desert with rolling sand and dust. At this moment, the radio telephone in the armored command vehicle Hollande was riding came from the report of the reconnaissance force in front:

"Sir, we found a strange convoy, which seemed to be radar, and a supply convoy. Please indicate whether to attack!"

“Where is their direction of movement?”

"Horamshahr City!"

"I understand, they will leave it to us. Your reconnaissance forces continue to move forward. I am worried that there will be a large Iranian force to follow up later!"

"yes!"

After Hollande hung up the communication with the reconnaissance force, he immediately adjusted the frequency and ordered the armored combat group: "Everyone has it, immediately turn to area 20, and we enter area 21 from the flank!"

After saying that, Hollande threw the phone in his hand, looked up at the direction of Horamshahr City, and murmured meaningfully:
Chapter completed!